Luyện nghe bài hát Simba

Straight out The Villle and I it,
a villian I'm hated
I gillin, I ate it though
to blow inflatable, That's undebatable (ugh)
I'm givin food for thought, the flow is cater yo
I'm never though,
Haters wanna see me broke, but me and the doe hoe!
It's my only son, where I go, he come!
niggas dumb to be braggin bout stupid shit
Nah I don't stunt on niggas, I how to do this shit
I'm somethin like the light-skin of the very same baby that The Virgin Mary raised
word to everything!
nigga life a game but I'm playin
You sucka nigga lie in that ya sayin
Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the on pause
Ay nigga pull the thing on ya'll, ya'll ya'll draws
fuck you niggas, but this raw dog
I got protection, lethal weapons, and they aim on
I'm like the man on mars; I'm high as
Watch me like I exhale I excel in this rap shit,
ya'll spittin that wack shit
And nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit
So while you niggas copy cat the who made classics
I massacre the streets, I'm a master of the beats and the rhymes
I'm rappin for the freaks and the dimes and shine like a diamond,
You like a mothafuckin dime
That's to my mom
I don't mind if you hate
Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it
I'm spittin hungry like ain't up on my dinner plate
The kind a flow make a nigga hyper-ventilate (ugh)
See let me demonstrate, I grew up with nothin, it me to see my mother poor
The only pops a nigga seen around was Huckstable
And so the muscle flow is you can't get no muzzel for
how the buzzer grow,
Ballin til the buzzer
Man I'm hungry, does it
Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke I'm gettin money til my need a tummy tuck
I hope you niggas woke now,
Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a lease
Word on the streets is I'm the prince nigga, the splenda
And I can't to be the King, nigga: young simba!
on the streets is I'm the Prince nigga, check the splenda
And I can't wait to be the king, nigga: simba!